After giving the "Cycling Mouth" a Like and following.
Yang Lin ignored him.
Instead, he continued to watch the video.
A person who was about to die was not worth being angry with.
In the meantime, a few waves of customers came to buy things.
However, they were all small items.
Burning paper and candles.
Lin Xiaoxiao alone was enough to handle it.
Therefore, Yang Lin did not go out.
Instead, he lay on the bed and focused on scrolling through the video.
Time passed really quickly when he was watching videos.
It was already five in the afternoon.
During this time, the system notification appeared twice.
This caused him to pay attention to two more bloggers.
One was a beautiful dancing blogger with a 57% mortality rate.
It was neither high nor low.
The other was a chatterbox streamer.
The mortality rate was 65%.
Yang Lin didn't send any more private messages to these two bloggers.
He only had three chances to warn them, and he had already wasted one.
It was a matter of a single thought.
It was all up to him to comprehend.
Moreover, even if he risked being killed to remind them, they would still be able to survive.
Others might not believe it.
Brother Mouth was the best example.
He might as well be an emotionless Mister Yin Yang.
Now, there were four people in his following list.
Except for the belly that had already collapsed,
The other three people were about to die.
This gave him the illusion that he was the Grim Reaper.
Who's there? Who's there?
The only pity was that the three people he paid attention to today were all from other provinces.
He didn't have the ability to do cross-province business.
Therefore, he could only sigh.
After a while, the system didn't give him any notifications.
Hence, he stopped farming.
He went out and called Lin Xiaoxiao out for dinner.
He couldn't stand eating steamed buns every day.
At the same time.
Outside a small county in the Tibetan Province, in a wasteland far away from the road.
" Brother Mouthy " was looking at his phone screen and cursing.
"Damn, how unlucky. This thing will definitely kill my entire family. It actually dares to curse me to death.”
His assistant had a fierce look on his face. When he heard this, his eyes revealed a ruthless look.
"If I find out where this guy is, I'll definitely chop him up, just like that little girl and that old man.”
Brother Mouth glared at him.
"What the f * ck are you talking about?"
"You f * cking keep this to yourself. Can't you f * cking hear it?”
"Oh, oh, brother, I'm sorry. I forgot.”
The assistant quickly said. Some bloody scenes flashed across his mind.
"Alright, cut the crap. Push the bicycle over. I'm going to start a live broadcast.”
The assistant quickly removed the bicycle that Brother Mouthy was using for his live broadcast from the back of the big off-road car behind him.
Then, he checked carefully to make sure that there was nothing wrong with it.
He gave Mouthy Bro an OK gesture.
Brother Mouth waved his hand, signaling him to stay away.
After the off-road vehicle drove away,
Brother Talker adjusted his expression and started the live broadcast.
Otherwise, why would he be called a big streamer?
Less than five minutes after the broadcast, three to four thousand people flooded into Brother Talker's live broadcast room.
And it was still growing.
"F * ck, Brother Mouth, you're finally streaming. I thought you were taken away by a wild wolf.”
"Brother Mouth, Brother Mouth, where are we today?”
"F * ck, Brother Mouth, where are you? It's so desolate.”
……
It was already past six o'clock.
Although it was summer, the nights in Tibet always came early.
Therefore, the sky had long become extremely dark.
Through the live broadcast,
Everyone found that Brother Mouth was in a place similar to the desert. There was no obstruction around him.
Only the headlights on the road in the distance were flickering.
Brother Mouth smiled and said,
"Brothers, we rode for too long today and accidentally entered the desert.”
"We'll be camping here tonight.”
As he spoke, he pushed his bicycle and pretended to look for a camping spot.
"Brothers, the wind is stronger in the desert, and there is no shelter here. It seems that it will be difficult to endure tonight.”
"But it doesn't matter. With the support of my brothers, anywhere is my home.”
He said.
Countless red hearts appeared on the screen.
"Brother Mouthy is mighty. Hurry up and set up the tent.”
"Sir, you're hot, right? What if there are wolves?”
"Yes, yes, yes. Sir, please warm yourself up.”
"Speaking of which, there's still food for Brother Mouth, right? If there's none, won't I be hungry?”
"Jinx, my mouth brother is not afraid of anything in the world, but he can still go hungry.”
"There seems to be the Drifter beside us."
"F * ck, the person above knows how to be funny.”
……
Looking at the bullet comments on the screen, Brother Mouth laughed in his heart.
It seemed that tonight's start was not bad. After chatting for a while, he would find someone to PK. Wouldn't he get the red ticket?
"Brothers, calm down. Let me set up the tent first before starting a fire to cook.”
As he spoke, Brother Mouth set up his tent.
There was a reason why Brother Talker was so popular.
At the very least, he was good at setting up tents and cooking.
After a while, a fire started in front of the tent.
The steaming hot meat slices had already been placed in the pot.
"Wow, Brother Mouth actually has meat to eat.”
"Brother Mouth, I want to go on a trip with you.”
"Are there wolves around?"
"I still feel more comfortable watching Brother Mouthy's live broadcast.”
……
Brother Talker was cooking and eating while chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room.
After a while,
The number of online users had already exceeded 15,000.
Brother Mouth was very happy.
It seemed that there would be a good harvest tonight.
At this moment, a message came from another phone.
"How are things on your side? How many people are there? Can we PK now?"
This was the other anchor he had arranged beforehand.
The two of them had agreed to PK at night and pretend to be at odds with each other. They would engage in a scolding war to gain popularity and attention.
Turning his back to the camera, he replied,
Wait a moment."
The number of people had not reached the peak yet.
Moreover, a few rich big brothers had not come in yet.
When the number of people reached the peak, the rich man came in.
This was the best time to PK.
At this moment, a netizen posted a comment:
"Brother Mouth, be careful outside. Don't make a noise.”
Brother Mouth happened to see it and remembered Yang Lin's message.
Hence, he said jokingly,"
"Thank you, brother. Speaking of which, this afternoon, another brother sent me a very interesting private message.”
As he spoke, he switched the live broadcast to recording mode.
Then, he pulled out Yang Lin's private message.
Of course, he had already deleted the words he had used to scold Yang Lin.
"Brothers, look, this brother said that if I don't want to die, I shouldn't take the car at night.”
"Haha, I believe that this brother is concerned about me and has good intentions.”
"I appreciate your kindness, but I only have a bicycle.”
"By the way, does a bicycle count? Hahaha!"
Brother Mouth laughed.
He used Yang Lin's private message as a publicity stunt to earn a wave of fans.
As expected, the bullet screen quickly started to fill up.
"Haha, I can't laugh anymore. A bicycle is considered a car?”
"Haha, Great Immortal, I advise you to be kind.
"Don't ride your bike tonight, haha.”
"Speaking of which, this brother is quite interesting. Could it be that he wants to pretend to be a master?”
"I'm dying of laughter. Brother Mouth, are you joking? This is a problem."
"This brother is so talented.”
"This brother understands the effects of the show. When is the broadcast? I'll go and take a look.”
……
The netizens burst into laughter, and their hearts fluttered.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Brother Talker was even happier.
As for the rest, he didn't believe it.
Just like what the fan said just now,
He also thought of Yang Lin as someone who wanted to pretend to be a master.
If you don't want to, don't take the car.
F * ck, it was really filled with cups.
Do you really think you're Mister Yin Yang?
Speaking of which, even if he was the real Mister Yin Yang, he couldn't predict the life and death of others.
Brother Mouth thought mockingly in his heart.
However, at this moment, a netizen sent a message:
"Eh, a funeral along the way? Why did this ID look so familiar? He seemed to have seen it somewhere before.”
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